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Crystal LThis was one fun book to write, I have to admit that. I think we might have found ourselves two new favorite couples? Maybe? No? Don't forget to vote, comment, and leave a review. Now for our next journey. Her Mafia's Vengeance is live on the app. Bye, bye.
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The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 1
Anastasia:I walked toward the poker bar where one of my colleagues reported to have seen him going inside. Watching as the team of officers surrounded the place from far, waiting for my signal.“Anastasia, you are playing a dangerous game” Blake, my partner said wrapping his arm around my waist, stopping me. The man was insane if he believed that I was going to let the bastard go this time.This time, the man was mine. One way, or the other, I’m going to have that bastard behind bars, and I wasn’t going to allow anyone, not even Blake, to stop me from doing so.“Blake, darling, unless you want to lose your hands; I do suggest that you unwrap them from around me” I said glaring at the bar that was literally across the street. Blake sighed and unwrapped his arms from around me knowing that I was dead serious.I crossed the street, the cars stopping at the sight of me not looking left or right, some honked, others
The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 2
Elijah:I had to fight back rolling my eyes at the woman as I watched her pace around in front of me.Her dark brown hair was tied in a bun. Her brown eyes were fixed on the ground as she waited for whatever her boss was going to say. The two of us knew that they wouldn’t be able to do anything, but she was still doing her best to get me ‘behind bars’ and again, she was going to be disappointed.“You’re making me dizzy” I said catching her attention. She glared at me as I broke whatever train of thoughts she was lost in.“Good”“Can I at least have my things? You know, watching you pace around like some idiotic fly can become annoying, might as well use my phone until I leave” I knew that I was testing her patience. She wasn’t what one called ‘social’ when it didn’t come to her job, and frankly, I believed that she hated me too much to want to be around me to begin
The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 3
Anastasia:“Nasia, if you keep this up; you will end up losing your job” Blake said as I drove toward the murder scene. This was the fifth one this month, and the pattern which would have usually taken a month or two to repeat itself has become too frequent for anyone’s liking “and how the hell are you sure that it’s another Z case anyway?”“A pattern was followed, and it’s like the person is leaving the people on the same trail. Plus, he left him beside the car” I answered as I sped up, avoiding the cars as I did. They mostly moved out of the way at the sound of the sirens, but I still needed to reach the scene as fast as I could before the FBI claimed it as their case “as for Elijah, the man killed someone right before my eyes…”“To save your life, Anastasia. Yes, it’s not right, but the system…”“What the bloody hell are they doing here?” I ask
The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 4
Elijah: “Why is the cop coming here again, Ilya?” My aunt, Nikita asked, calling me by my Russian name. Her blue eyes met my brown ones as she entered the living room. She was on edge because I told her that Anastasia was coming, and I couldn’t blame her. The number of times they sent Mikhail because Anastasia decided to want to play cop on me were annoying enough as it was. “Because Aunt Nikita, Alexander is one of my men, and unfortunately for me; Alexander died by a killer their looking for, at least that’s what she assumes. We need to see if there’s a link to lead us to the bastard for me to make him pay, and also for us to ensure that nothing like this happens again” I said cupping her cheeks. I kissed her forehead and smiled “you just relax; I’ll take care of things with her” “You can’t seriously expect to leave a case like this to her, right? Whether the man is someone they’re looking for or not…” “If I was leaving the case to her, I wouldn’t h
The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 5
Anastasia: “You’re back early” Elijah said opening the door for me “care to come in?” I nodded and walked inside. Elijah closed the door after me and guided me to an office where Yaroslav was sitting. He already knew that I arrived having been told by his security men which were by the door. He gave them the approval to let me in before they opened the door for me. “I see your friend decided not to show up” he stated. “He’s no longer taking care of the case. It’s you and me on this one” I said pointing at the two of us. Yaroslav nodded at me and I returned the favor before taking a seat on the chair in front of the desk which I assumed was Elijah’s. “Drink?” Elijah asked motioning to the bottle of whiskey which was on the bar table. Yaroslav nodded as Elijah poured him a glass and the man waited for my response before pouring at third glass. “At eleven in the morning?” “There’s no specific time to drinking” Elijah answered.
The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 6
Elijah: I watched as Anastasia walked out of the house, heading to her car which was now parked in the garage. Aunt Nikita who was standing beside me looked at me “are you sure this is a good idea?” “There’s no better way to stay off the grid than to bring in the grid” I said keeping my eyes on Anastasia “she’s ruined far too many businesses for me so far, and I would rather have her in front of me, watching her before I make my next move. Plus, the case does concern Alexander, and he’s one of my men; I won’t let her or her cops leave it to die” “The girl is smart, Elijah; she won’t just give in to what you say, nor would she fall for simple tricks” Aunt Nikita warned me. I looked at her, seeing as Anastasia entered the garage, and nodded in agreement. “I know that she is, and that is why I chose to have her instead of one of her colleagues. Her determination is one thing that I respect, and I would rather have her by my side than theirs” I sa
The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 7
Anastasia: I walked out to the front porch where Elijah was standing in front of the fence after he made a phone call. I could see Yaroslav standing by his car, keeping his ‘Pakhan’ safe in case things went wrong. He nodded and I returned the favor before looking at Elijah. Mum having just walked to her room to rest, gave Elijah and I our privacy believing that he’s my friend who I suddenly have a romantic fling with. “Is everything alright?” “Must there be something wrong?” Elijah shot back. He turned to face me and for a second, I swear I saw anger in his eyes. “Do you want to tell me why you traced the house and came all the way here?” I asked. Seeing him in my house was the last thing I expected, and the fact that he parked a few blocks away from the house only made it oblivious to me that he did show up to begin with. I didn’t even know how he managed to convince mum to let him in, but whatever it was; I knew that he didn’t come here to s
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Elijah: “Fucking hell” I said as we caught sight of the man’s body. The street was empty despite the few cars that passed by every few minutes. That explained why the ‘killer’ ended up throwing his body here, and how the cops got the call. “I must admit, whoever this ‘killer is’ he seems to be a little too creative with his methods” Yaroslav said standing beside me as Anastasia inspected the scene. The man was dead, placed in a sitting position with his back against the car. Blood came out of his mouth as he was slaughtered, his face was bruised, his eyes swollen, I could already tell that his nose was broken, and the letter Z was carved on his forehead. I could also tell that the man has been taken a long while before today, the cuts that were on his face revealed dried out blood. However, I also believe that he was killed today, but it must have happened early morning judging by the dried out blood on his neck and shirt. Anastasia pinched the bridge
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The Mafia and His Angel Epilogue
“What do you mean that you’re selling your wife, Vladimir? Have you lost your mind?” Anastasia asked the Romanov Pakhan. Her eyes wide in surprise and confusion as they both explained their plan as if it was the most casual thing. They all sat in the office Elijah had fixed for her at the Estate. The office was renovated after they got married and regardless of it being for work, it was a lot homier than it was before. The leather couches that were added, and the wooden table which they were all sitting around now. The table now fit sixteen people rather than only six. Her desk has been changed too, and a new computer PC was brought over for her to be able to access data easily and securely. “This is a vengeance that we both swore to take, Anastasia, we cannot back away now when we’ve gotten this close to our target” Vladimir said looking her in the eye. Elijah wrapped his arm around his wife, preventing her from slapping the man in the face, knowing that she most probably would. “A
The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 49
Anastasia:My heart raced as I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection in my wedding dress. The dress hugged my body perfectly, loosening at the bottom making me look like a princess, and despite not wanting it to be as exposed, seeing as I chose the V-cut that reached my breast line, I was thankful to have listened to Iris about it. The dress spoke for itself letting everyone know who would be the one person to look at me, touch me, and it spoke be jealous of it. Something that I knew Elijah tended to like.Knowing that Elijah was waiting for me at the alter, waiting to see me crossing that aisle, my heart raced. Aunt Nikita smiled, placing her hands on my shoulders, gently massaging them. She kissed the crown of my head and I found my smile growing as I looked at her. The woman has taken me in as a mother would do to her daughter, and I couldn’t have been more grateful for that.“There’s a little surprise for you from Elijah” she said gently. I frowned in confusion as
The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 48
Elijah:“Would we be expecting you for dinner? Or do you plan on taking Anastasia anywhere?” Aunt Nikita asked, fixing my jacket. Anastasia already left to work with Blake a while ago. Yaroslav and I were just getting ready to head out. The day was going to be a bit of a long one, but I was happy that things were going the way the were. Anastasia was yet to see the surprise that I had for her during our honeymoon, I just hoped she that enjoys it.“We’ll be home for dinner, but if any changes are to happen; I’ll let you know” she nodded and I smiled kissing her forehead. I was thankful for having reached her at the airport before she left that night, and had it not been for Anastasia; I wouldn’t have known where she was, or when she left.Flashback:I entered the house, my hands shaking in fear when I realized that Aunt Nikita’s car wasn’t in the garage.“Aunt Nikita…” Iris stopped when she saw me, her eyes bloodshot red from crying. Anastasia shook her head and it was as if my center
The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 47
Anastasia:Sometimes it is best to walk away without holding a grudge.It could be painful as hell, and you could sometimes question your as sanity.But nothing else could have been done. I couldn’t have lived with such a grudge and I knew for fact that mum wouldn’t have wanted me to hold it in me. I knew the man’s fate, and knowing that why he was doing it only made me wonder whether or not I would be the same if I went on after a revenge. Therefore, forgiving him, letting him go while he was at peace and rest seemed to be like the best option.I walked around the block feeling empty. I knew that Elijah was following me, but I couldn’t bring myself to turn around and face him. He would eventually want to know my reason and if I was to be honest; even I didn’t truly know why I did it.I sat on a nearby bench, staring at space as my heart felt empty. Elijah sat down next to me, though I could tell that he was sure to leave some space between us in case I didn’t want to be touched. But
The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 46
Elijah:I stood in front of the house where I knew that my malyshka’s father lived, debating on whether or not to enter the place.I knew that it took her everything to tell me about what he told her yesterday, but seeing her as weak as she was didn’t seem to escape my mind as I thought of the pain that she’s been living through. I didn’t know why the man left his daughter to struggle like he has and why he was refusing to take her back, but whatever his reason was; I didn’t like it, and needless to say; I couldn’t accept it.“Elijah, you know that she won’t like this” Yaroslav said and I sighed. It was the only reason why I wasn’t already inside, beating the life out of that man, and teaching him his limits. I nodded but walked toward the house anyway, ignoring the clench I felt in my chest as I heard a happy family inside, one that my wife was deprived of.I raised my hand to knock the door only to quickly decide against it and walk away. Yaroslav nodded in agreement, liking the dec
The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 45
Anastasia:“Bloody hell!” I whimpered as Elijah hit my G-spot while he rubbed my sensitive nub. His eyes were fixed on me as he watched me come undone under him before his own body shuddered as he reached his own climax. He rested his forehead against my own, breathing heavily as he did.My body tensed and I found myself whimpering at the loss of contact when he pulled out of me. He laid his head in the crook of my neck, kissing it gently as he fought to catch his breath. He raised himself to look at me and the smile on his face made my heart skip a beat. He ran his fingers through my hair, tucking it behind my ear, revealing my flushed face to him.“I’ve been meaning to do this since the night of the proposal” he teased and I laughed. The two of us have grown busy after he proposed to me. Both with the Verone situation and Blake being injured, the two of us barely had time to sit together let alone make love.“I missed you too” I said scratching his scruff. He smiled and took my hand
The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 44
Elijah:I smirked at the sight of Verone who seemed to want to run when he saw me approaching. The man being restrained prevented him from moving, but seeing him scared to death was enough satisfaction to me.What he did to my beauty and what he made her live were two things that I would rather die than forget. The woman spent nights not being able to sleep, and seeing as he didn’t seem to care only annoyed me more than ever. I won’t even mention Aunt Nikita or Iris. My family members have been stirred since his appearance, and judging by everything; I knew that he was well aware of it, and if I dared mention it, the fucking bastard was enjoying it.I punched him in the face, breaking his jaw as I did. Anastasia wanted to be in here beside me, but I knew that I wouldn’t have been able to do this if she was here. Her soft side would take over her actions and I knew that she would have me stop.“I will ask you once, and you will answer, where are the rest of the people? Where do you hav
The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 43
Anastasia:I woke up to a finger running through my hand.Opening my eyes, I sat up and looked at Blake whose drowsy eyes stared down at me as I slept on the chair, laying my head on the edge of his hospital bed.“Blake?” He smiled in response, and I couldn’t help but get up and wrap my arms around him, careful not to hurt him as I did. He chuckled and wrapped his right arm around me “you scared the bloody crap out of me”“Who knew that I needed to have a pipe inside me to have you hugging me this tightly” he teased. I pulled away to look him in the eye, my eyes watering at the sight of him. It was times like this when we both knew that we valued one another’s friendships. I would be his support and vice versa.“You scared the life out of me” I said glaring at him. The two of us have been in situations of fire, fights, car accidents, and even gunshots. But what happened with Verone was the most severe situation we were forced to deal with, and that’s something considering the fact tha
The Mafia and His Angel Chapter 42
Elijah:I ran my fingers through Anastasia’s hair, gently untangling a few of her curls as we sat on the floor while she checked the security cameras on her laptop.Having gotten her clothes from the house. She was now wearing jeans and a normal t-shirt rather than the dress she was originally here with.Aunt Nikita, Iris, and dad on the couch inside the office. Iris scrolled through her phone, dad was mindlessly annoyed by the fact that we got him out of the house and the fact that he was without his bottle of whiskey, and Aunt Nikita kept shaking her legs as she worried about Verone’s presence.No one knew why she was afraid and I didn’t explain the main issue as I didn’t want to break the respect this family had for one another. However, judging by Iris’s expression, I knew that she was still angry with me about our earlier conflict.“I swear this man turns into an ant when he doesn’t want anyone to see him” Blake snapped. He entered the office and shook his head at Anastasia “and
